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Kim was amused by the other male. Porsché was brave but also stupid. Like a Baby Lion. He tried to be all fierce but in the end had neither the strength nor the guts to pull through. So Kim played along, let himself be pushed against the wall and kissed, seemingly toyed with. Only for him to more or less throw Porsché onto the bed a few moments later to ravish and devour him.
And Porsché let him. Maybe it could be called their little thing, their kink at this point. It was how they worked. And unlike with many other things, Kim didn’t grow tired of it.
He wondered if their brothers were keeping up? Kim knew Kinn had quite the sex drive. But so did he himself apparently. Not that he had discovered it until he had met Porsché. They’d done it pretty much everywhere around his penthouse already: the bed, the couch, the other couch, the armchair, the office, the bath, even the kitchen.
Porsché had complained about that one. He liked to cook - having been the one to feed his brother and himself ever since their parents passed away - and Kim had unruly interrupted him and then fucked him while Porsché had braced himself against the kitchen counter.
Kim still remembered how it all started. He’d been roped into watching over his older brother’s bodyguard’s brother and while he had thought about passing off that job to one of his own bodyguards, meeting Porsché had changed that.
The way Porsché had acted had prompted Kim to affectionately call him ‘Baby Lion’. The other wanted to be tough, like his older brother, but had been unable to pull through til the end. He was definitely the softer spoken one of the two brothers, someone who carried his heart on his sleeve, someone who allowed himself to feel and openly show his emotions.
He was also someone who cared about those he held dear. Very much so.
When Kim had met Porsché, the other had been distraught as he had just witnessed his brother and Kim’s brother getting kidnapped and barely escaping himself.
Kim had arrived at his family’s mansion when Pete and a small army of bodyguards had gone to track down Kinn and Porsche. He hadn’t paid them any heed really and had just headed past them only to spot his father, Boss Korn, with a young male Kim had been unable to recognize.
“Kim,” his father had spotted him then. “What a rare sight. I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“Father.” Kim offered courtly.
“Well, this is good timing. Why don’t I leave you with Kim then, Porsché? You two are about the same age. You’ll get along. Kim, take care of our guest, will you? This is Porsché, Porsche’s younger brother. Porsché, this is my youngest son, Kim.” Korn introduced them quickly.
Porsché’s eyes were a little puffy upon closer examination. The guy had been crying, Kim thought to himself as he gave him a once-over, which was returned immediately. Porsché mustered a wai and a quiet greeting to him.
Korn left the two of them and went off somewhere with Chan, probably attending to business.
Something about Porsché changed when they were left to themselves.
“You can go and do whatever you want. I don’t need or want your company.” Porsché didn’t even look at Kim. “I heard about you from my brother. So, I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be bothered by the likes of me. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Boss Korn about it.”
Indeed, Kim had thought of just ditching this task his father had so nonchalantly tossed at him but something about Porsché and the other’s words piqued his interest.
“Hey now, I was told to take care of you. I shouldn’t treat a guest of the family poorly.” Kim had taken off his sunglasses and moved to get a better look at Porsché. “And you’re quivering like a little rabbit that’s about to die of loneliness. You don’t want to be left alone, admit it.”
“I do not need your company!” Porsché remained defiant and something about that delighted Kim. It made him want to coax more of those rather entertaining reactions out of the other.